User blog comment:Lathagarr Stormgale of Tronn/By Sword and Quill - RPG/@comment-3094815-20160611064645/@comment-26024035-20160718185908

"Oho, I reckon she's weak, but not that weak!" The young shrew cackled like a naughty babe as the otter bet his goods. "I reckon she'll survive those five miles, and I stake my tucker-pouch on it!" He patted the fine barkcloth item in question, tied and buckled to his belt.